Chapter 7: Names

"Mr. Ancarrot is stabbed! Protect Mr. Ancarrot!" Ancarrot's assistant, John, was very nervous as he stood in front of Ancarrot. At that moment, he felt like everyone in the classroom was an assassin. As soon as he finished speaking, four or five black-clad bodyguards crowded into the room, each with a gun in hand. If anyone made a suspicious move, they might shoot. "Oh my God, what's happening?" "Is that Mr. Ancarrot? What's he doing here?" "Where's the assassin? Please don't hurt me, I'm just a regular student!" The classroom was very noisy, and the bodyguards shouted, "Quiet, or I'll shoot!" The students came here to attend classes, not to fight, so they didn't have any weapons on them. Even if they did, they wouldn't stand a chance against the well-trained bodyguards. "Quiet!" Ancarrot spoke up. "This is a classroom, don't make noise." His words seemed to have a magical effect, and the classroom quieted down a bit. After speaking, he picked up the "weapon" that had attacked